Passionately.

Robb and his mother made their way down the twisting hallways of the Eyrie in utter silence, minds filled with the perverse scene they had just witnessed. Upon reaching the guest quarters, they slipped inside and stood there for a moment.

"Gods!" snapped Catelyn all at once. "Can you believe it? A mother and son... fornicating! And my own sister, to boot!" She shook her head, approaching her son's side. "What is happening in this land? All is out of joint, and now... now it seems as if everything is possible, that a man may have congress with the very womb that spawned him if it so pleases him!" She stood before Robb breathing heavily. "A mother and son... fucking!" she hissed.

Robb nodded dully, and then suddenly reached forward and crushed his mother to him. Putting his mouth to hers, he **** his tongue into her mouth as she squirmed against him. As one hand held her tight to his chest, the other felt the softness of her ass...